A Wrong Union.

As the family returned home, Annie's encounter with the mysterious woman weighed heavily on her mind.

Though tempted to share her concerns, Annie hesitated, fearing she'd spark unnecessary panic and fear.

Instead, she bottled up her worries, allowing them to simmer beneath the surface.

The evening unfolded with laughter and conversation, but Annie's smile hid her inner turmoil.

As night fell, Annie retreated to her room, her thoughts racing endlessly.

The following morning, as Jackson departed for the capital, Valeria got up early and busied herself preparing breakfast. Shortly after she was done, the maids helped her set the dining table while the family came downstairs one after the other.

Karan entered the kitchen, seeking coffee, and found Valeria serving the dishes into each bowl.

"Ah, it's you," Karan said, smiling. "No wonder the aroma fills the air."

Valeria's eyes met Karan's, her smile subtle. "Stop pulling my leg."

"I'm being honest", he said trying to c